Child's Garden of Verses (Version 3)

<h2><SPAN name="MY_TREASURES" id="MY_TREASURES"></SPAN>MY TREASURES</h2> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i12">These nuts, that I keep in the back of the nest<br/></span> <span class="i12">Where all my lead soldiers are lying at rest,<br/></span> <span class="i12">Were gathered in autumn by nursie and me<br/></span> <span class="i12">In a wood with a well by the side of the sea.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i12">This whistle we made (and how clearly it sounds!)<br/></span> <span class="i12">By the side of a field at the end of the grounds.<br/></span> <span class="i12">Of a branch of a plane, with a knife of my own,<br/></span> <span class="i12">It was nursie who made it, and nursie alone!<br/></span> <span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[92]</SPAN></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i12">The stone, with the white and the yellow and grey,<br/></span> <span class="i12">We discovered I cannot tell <i>how</i> far away;<br/></span> <span class="i12">And I carried it back although weary and cold,<br/></span> <span class="i12">For though father denies it, I'm sure it is gold.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i12">But of all of my treasures the last is the king,<br/></span> <span class="i12">For there's very few children possess such a thing;<br/></span> <span class="i12">And that is a chisel, both handle and blade,<br/></span> <span class="i12">Which a man who was really a carpenter made.<br/></span></div> </div> <p>&nbsp;</p> <div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/image_041.jpg" width-obs="250" height-obs="189" alt="Illustration" /></div> <p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[93]</SPAN></span></p> <div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/image_057.jpg" width-obs="600" height-obs="122" alt="Illustration" /></div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />